"Why are you here?" You hear from behind you, the sudden noise causing you to jump. You turn to see Kageyama giving you a puzzled look, not really understanding why you reacted that way. It’s a valid question, it’s late, but sneaking up behind you wasn’t his brightest idea.

You’re in the gym, long past practice hours and your duties as a manager. But Kageyama’s gaze falls on the volleyball in your hands, and he seems to piece together an answer.

“You play too?” For a moment, he seems genuinely curious. “Are you any good?”